Chapter Thirty-Nine: Traveling Together in the Drunken Red Mansion

"Don't hurry up and serve wine to Childe. "The old bustard, who has a plump body and a gradually blessed face, drinks the turtle father.

Drunken Red Mansion, in the upper box. The beams of the sandalwood of Yunding are engraved with dancing fairy clouds, and the crystal jade light windows are depicted with splendid ceilings. Behind the curtain of the Ayara pearl, the singer with a beautiful figure danced, and Zhao Qin sat on the agarwood bed, hanging a Erlang leg.

Holding his breath and smelling the body fragrance of the beauties under the moon in front of the flowers, the corners of the eldest brother in Chang'an City were slightly hooked. A few vassal and elegant fox friends and dogs next to them happily made some solita pitching pots. Zhao Qin raised his head and glanced at the old bustard standing in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, and without waiting for him to say anything, the corners of the woman's mouth tore apart with a wave of laughter, and slipped away with a Luo fan covering the corners of her mouth.

Zhao Qin was left alone, he tore open the thin tent embroidered with beaded silver thread begonia flowers, and lay down on the soft bed. The stars are fluorescent, the moon river is above, and the bright moon pearls on the roof are not yet as white as the face of this prince of Pingyang.

"You shouldn't have come, you know. ”

Zhao Qin's hideous eyes opened and closed, and the one who jumped out of his eyes was a lovely person in a white dress.

The snow-white jade shop is paved with five holy lotuses, and the woman is wearing a white veil like a waterfall falling, like a white moon fairy walking in the heavenly palace.

"If there's something in this world that I can't do, it's definitely not because I can't do it, it's because I don't want to do it. Zhao Qin stood up with a smile and hugged the woman's waist tightly.

The woman snorted, but did not resist, and her face was more ruddy than a crescent moon. Zhao Qin sat on the edge of the bed with her in his arms, lowered his head and violently violated the woman's holy cheek with the tip of his nose.

"Hmph, no matter how majestic you are, it's not ......"

The hairy hair in the woman's ears was spit out from Zhao Qin's fiery lips, and she shrugged up slightly, and her expression became even more coquettish. Zhao Qin didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and pressed his mouth on her lips like clouds.

Qingyu hugged the incense pillow and was grabbed by Zhao Qin and filled under the woman's fair thighs, and the soft Luoshu on the bed was twisted into a sea of clouds and fog by the two of them. The woman couldn't resist Zhao Qin's teasing, and her nature was more lively, stretching out a pair of golden lotus jade feet, trembling the white jade belt around Zhao Qin's waist.

"Do you say that my majesty, is it enough to subdue you, this little goblin?" Zhao Qin pinched the woman's pretty snow feet with one hand, and said in her ear with a wicked smile in his eyes.

"If you want to bully me, you can. Because I can be bullied by anyone. The woman lifted Zhao Qin's hands and stood up, pinching a wisp of green silk on her chest and complaining.

"Wei Cheng, do you know what I always like to come here?" Zhao Qin pretended not to understand and muttered to himself.

"Childe, isn't it natural for a man to like a woman? The dusty woman can't have feelings the most, and even if she is angry and complaining, she can only take care of herself. Like her, pretending to be pitiful, and being cute and free to please people.

Zhao Qin approached Wei Cheng and straightened out her messy shirt. staring silently, he handed another fruit on the round table to Wei Cheng.

"Childe, are you unhappy?"

Wei Cheng couldn't eat those rare fruits that were good-looking and tasteless on weekdays, but he also noticed that Zhao Qin's demeanor was different from the past. A few days ago, he also heard about the fact that this prince was buying wine and getting drunk on the long street, and he expected that these rich and noble people probably had some troubles that were different from theirs.

"What's unhappy there, it's just unsatisfactory. There are thousands of things in the world, and there are very few who can do as they wish, but it is not difficult to be happy. ”

"Is that why Childe is here?" reed the city murmured.

Wei Cheng secretly looked at Zhao Qin's handsome face, like a fairy and a Buddha, but he didn't want to be such a darling of heaven and earth, and there was such a sorrow in the world. I used to think that he was a gentleman, but I didn't expect that there would be a moment when Wei Cheng would feel that he was as holy as a god.

"I want to see who it is? With such a big face, in Chang'an City, someone dares not to take me seriously. ”

"Young Master Jing Huan, Wei Cheng is really sick. ”

"Bang ......"

The door was kicked open by a young man in a brocade robe, Zhao Qin's brows furrowed slightly, and a violent color appeared on his face.

"Cheap maid, secretly hid and had a tryst with that prodigal son, and dared to hide even from my son. The young man, led the two evil servants, shouted outside before he could enter the door.

"Where did you get the dog offal? Even your grandfather dares to mess with it. "Zhao Qin has not been sprayed with such a fatal person for many years, so he is naturally very angry. He casually picked up a bench in the room and rushed to the door, so frightened that Wei Cheng's heart beat and covered his mouth.

"Young Master Jing Huan, small business, don't make trouble, hey......" The old bustard hurriedly screamed when he saw the smashed window door.

"Hmph, fuck off. A wicked man with a height of eight feet and a strange ugly face pushed the old bustard away. The other hand spread out a few small people who came over to relieve the siege, and several of them rolled on the ground, wailing and not knowing. Jing Huan glanced at the people who fell to the ground with disdain, and rushed into the door with a fierce face.

The prostitutes in the drunken Red Mansion, those who buy wine and have fun, those who do chores, and those who dance their sleeves and sing are all alarmed by this place. A few people who came with Zhao Qin didn't care about the ugly things they couldn't do, and they also hurried over.

"Damn, it's this turtle grandson. Brother Qin didn't bring the guy, Lao Gao, did you bring your father's Shang Fang sword? "A few gentlemen in Chang'an City are not afraid of big things, they are afraid of small things.

"Will you have nothing to do with this sword? Besides, Lao Gao is old-fashioned to death, and his family education is strict, so he can't be beaten to death by his father when he brings it out?" a thin man laughed. The fat young man on the side who asked with his sleeve pulled his sleeve also nodded silently.

Although the obese boy is gentle, he is the most brotherly. He was short-tempered, looking left and right, this green building was full of things for men and women to play, where were there any weapons in hand. looked at the front and didn't think much about it, Luo Fan, who snatched a prostitute, fell to the ground again, this thing is really too motherly. couldn't help but scold, couldn't care so much, and rushed over like a mountain of meat.

Jing Huan rushed into the room, just in time to see Wei Cheng standing in the room, the little bird shrunk like a human, and his fingers covered his mouth.

"Now I know I'm scared?, when you're sick, you still run out to hook up with a man, young master, I'm ......"

"Bang ......"

The sound was louder than Jing Huan's banging on the door, and Wei Cheng watched in a daze as Zhao Qin slammed the bench on Jing Huan's skull. This guy who was speaking ill of himself a second ago was already lying upright on the plank, with blood still on his cheeks, looking at Zhao Qin who licked his lips with fear on his face. Woo Woo didn't dare to make a sound, obviously frightened.